"Thirty-eight-winged feather dragon," Muria's eyes lit up slightly, revealing a high-spirited fighting spirit. Like the plutonium dragon and the blue diamond dragon, the thirty-eight-winged feather dragon belongs to the hate-level dragon clan. This is a bloodline legend.
The dragon clan is even more powerful than dragons. They are arrogant and look down on almost everyone except the ancient gods. Especially the new gods, they despise them.
As the name suggests, the Thirty-eight Winged Dragon has thirty-eight wings: three pairs on the outside of the auricles; three pairs on the back; three pairs on the end of the tail; one pair on the chest; one pair on the back of the shoulders;
There are one pair each on the wrist and elbow; the last two pairs are longer than the shoulders and hips respectively.
Thirty-eight-winged dragon is an iguanodon, which looks more like a bird than a dragon, because what covers its body is not scales but rich feathers. In addition, its head does not have horns, instead it has something like
Bird-like crest feathers. Thirty-eight-winged dragon also has beaks and claws like large carnivorous birds.
"The descendant of the Holy Wing Rashimier!" Ilvester, who was repairing it, also noticed this menacing feathered dragon. Looking at its snow-white feathers, he recognized its origins, except for the one on Paradise Mountain.
Yulong, he has not heard of other thirty-eight-winged dragons whose feathered dragons are pure white.
"Uncle, do you want to continue fighting?" Muria asked helplessly, "Why don't you go down. If you want to fight with me, there will be many opportunities in the future. I want to try with this feathered dragon now.
Experience the power of the hate-level dragons."
"I haven't given up yet!" Ilvester said coldly. He and Muria had fought with guns, swords, bows, and even bare-handed melee combat, but neither of them could do anything to defeat the other. This made Yilvest
Elvester was unwilling to give up. He had been practicing longer than Muria, but Titan was more talented in techniques.
"Calculate it as a draw, okay!" As a last resort, Muria gave in half a step. With their legendary physiques, how much time would it take for him to wear down Ilvester to the limit? This is not a life and death battle, so hard work.
What to do.
"Hmph!" Ilvester snorted coldly. Although the arena has suppressed his power now, he still has a certain advantage against Muria. He has a legendary third-level physique. If it were a true battle of the same level,
He is not Muria's opponent, of course, not yet, but he can last longer, and most of the Blazing Gods do not see any sign of his defeat.
"If you lose in any of the matches, leave here immediately and don't pursue my sister."
"I will not be weaker than anyone in a fight at the same level!" Muria replied confidently, "I will never lose!"
"I hope so!" Ilvester responded, and then his eyes met the female eight-winged blazing god Fei Ye Ti on the viewing platform, and his eyes instantly became gentle.
This was the reason why he was really willing to end his life. He saw worry in the eyes of this blazing god who had just pursued him and was about to get engaged soon. She didn't want him to continue fighting. Plus, there was really no hope of winning.
Ilvester came off the field.
"Are you Muria?" The thirty-eight-winged dragon with pure white feathers looked at Muria. Three narrow cracks connecting the elemental world appeared above his head, and surging torrents of elements fell from them.
It submerged into his body without causing any ripples.
"It's me!" Muria looked at the abominable dragon, her eyes full of expectation. The abominable dragon is a general term that refers to the terrifying creatures that were born in the ancient times and have been left to the present. They only respond to the ancient gods.
There are a few beings who show respect, but the vast majority of creatures, including the New Gods, are not looked down upon.
A complete abomination dragon can compete with beings such as gods and epics. Some powerful abomination dragons even have records of killing gods, such as the famous and oldest abomination dragon, Cataniangat.
He killed Mokame, the God of Souls, the powerful evil god in the Burning Hell, so he was called Soul Killer.
However, although the Abominable Dragons have combat power comparable to that of the Dragon King, they are not Dragon Kings. They have no source power and do not control the power of creation derived from the source power. They only have the destructive ability of the Dragon King level.
As for whether they can become dragon kings, this is still unclear, because there is no precedent. In fact, most of the abomination dragons have left Erathia and wandered in the void. Only a few of less than ten abomination dragons remain here.
World communities, and most of them are still sleeping.
The existence of the Abomination Dragon is more similar to those planet-level void behemoths in the void. They represent the pinnacle of the dragon's physical strength. They are completely different from gods and epics, and do not belong to the same system.
As for the dragon in front of Muria, it is obvious that it is just a young abomination dragon. It is unknown how it was born. From Muria's experience, the existence of this feathered dragon is very unreasonable.
However, Muria is not a scholar. He has no idea why this feathered dragon exists. In the process of reproduction of life, it is actually normal for some unreasonable and abnormal creatures to appear. There are many such creatures, and he is one of them.
one.
"I heard that you are said to be invincible at the same level as the epic?" the young Yulong asked curiously, with a curiosity in his eyes that was inconsistent with its strength. It was really just a young baby dragon.
It is somewhat similar to the most powerful legendary dragon species in the legend, the Time Dragon. It is a legend when it is born. However, Muria feels that this kind of dragon does not exist and time cannot be controlled by living creatures. Gods can control time in the Kingdom of God, but
That is limited to the Kingdom of God, and in the final analysis it is just the movement of counter-matter, and cannot be regarded as a true journey back in time.
"I have never called myself that." Muria directly rejected it. In the vast world, God knows what kind of existence will be born. Muria doesn't think that his existence is unique. He is known as the one he is now.
Invincible at the same level, he feels that he is not qualified, "But I hope I can have this title one day."
"Oh, I wish you success." After saying that, the feathered dragon leisurely drew a beautiful arc in the air and was about to leave. From the beginning to the end, it ignored the Blazing God and the Dragon King. Except for the Ancient God,
There is no existence that can make them take the initiative to salute.
"Wait a minute, aren't you going to fight me?" Muria was a little stunned. He even forced his uncle to retreat and vacated the ring. As a result, the feathered dragon said a few words to leave, and there was no fight at all.
I mean, this is very embarrassing.
"Not interested! I just came here to see what an arrogant guy like you looks like." The young thirty-eight-winged feather dragon responded lazily.